" Did THEY also hear those notes he heard in memories, that soared and dived and trilled and sparkled in mesmeric intervals with the familiar, “lu, lu, lu, lu,” that had soothed and comforted him? It transported him to fields of gold and peaceful days, peaceful nights when the only sound was the twitching of birds in the hedgerows. "

― Suzy Davies , The Nightingale and The Sunflower